The Experts 专家 (Felicia Hajra-Lee)

Original The Experts

As the dust settled around them, a figure stepped through cloud, moving toward them both.  A ghost.  A demon.  The angel of death. 

灰尘萦绕在他们周围,一个身影穿过扬尘向二人移动。

鬼魂。恶魔。死亡天使。

Devra realized they had met before. 

德芙拉意识到他们曾见过。
855 lowered the 45 automatic in his hand toward his side. 

855把手里的点45自动手枪放在身侧。

“You must have a lot of conflicting emotions right about now,” he said. 

“你们现在的心情一定很复杂。”他说。

Devra and Farlowe both stood in silent shock.  

德芙拉和法洛沉默地站着,内心震惊。

“Okay, I’ll admit that no one is ever happy to see me, but I mean, come on.  That was pretty good.  Farlowe?”

“好吧,我承认没人乐意见到我。不过,我是说,跟我来吧。刚才的景象多壮观呀,是不?法洛?”

“Impressive, no doubt,” Farlowe replied.

“真是。令人印象深刻。”法洛答道。

Devra found her voice. 

德芙拉找回了自己的声音。

“What are you doing here?”, she asked the assassin. 

“你来这儿干什么?”她问刺客。

“Not killing you, surprisingly,” 855 smiled.  As he moved closer, she could see he had grown different since their last encounter.  He was bald now.  His face was covered in stubble.  He looked more fit than before, if that was possible.  A human chameleon.  He was wearing a khaki shirt and pants, as if he was a tourist on an outback safari.

“并不是来杀你的,意外吗。”855笑了。随着他靠近,她发现他跟上次遇见时的样子大不一样。他头发没了,满脸胡茬。如果可以的话,这造型比以前的更适合他。擅伪装的人。他穿着卡其色的衬衫和裤子,看起来就像参加内陆旅行的游客。

“You’ve changed,” she said.

“你变了。”她说。

“So have you.”

“你也是。”

“What do you want?”, Devra asked.  She was getting over the shock of the explosion and of the sudden appearance of the man who once almost took her life. 

“你到底想干什么?”德芙拉问道。她正努力从爆炸的惊吓中恢复平静,毕竟眼前的男人曾经想要她的命。

“You, obviously.  You both, actually.  You’re going to join my team while you’re repaying this favor.”

“你,显而易见。事实上,是你们俩。你们应该回报这份青睐,加入我的队伍。”

“I thought you worked alone?”, Farlowe coughed out. 

“我还以为你是独行侠?”法洛呛着了。

“True.  Until recently, that was correct.  But you think I could do that?” 855 said as he gestured to the smoking, fiery debris that was once one of the world’s largest mining truck.  “I mean, security systems, no problem.  But hack a drone?  Especially one of Hulong’s, which is basically built to Chinese military specs.  Nope.  For that you need an expert.  Fortunately, I have one.”

“没错。到最近为止还可以这么说。但是你认为我能一直那样?”855指了指冒着烟的火热残骸,那曾经是世界上最大的采矿车之一。“我是说,安全系统的话当然没问题,但是入侵一个无人机?尤其是互龙公司的产品采用了中国军方规范制作,没可能。为此你们需要一个专家。幸运的是我这儿有一个。”

“Hello, Dr. Bogdanovich”, a voice said from behind them. 

“你好,波格丹诺维奇博士。”他们身后传来一个声音。

Devra turned to see a man walking toward them.  He had two portable computer cases with him, both slung over his shoulder.  He carried a large backpack over the other.  A long antenna extended out from it.

德芙拉转过身,看见一个男人走向他们。他左右肩上各挂着一个笔记本包,背后还有个更大的双肩包,一根长天线从里面伸出来。

“Henry?”, Devra mouthed in shock.  

“亨利?”德芙拉惊呼。

“As you can see, I didn’t kill him,” 855 said, sounding almost surprised himself at the revelation.

“如你们所见,我没杀他。”855说,听起来他自己都不相信。

“Turns out being an expert is a remarkably good way to stay alive.” Henry Bowles smiled.

“当个专家显然是保命的好办法。”亨利·鲍尔斯笑着说。